Chapter 78: Cooking level LV4

After several books, Qin Luo's cooking skills improved rapidly.
"Congratulations to the host for increasing his cooking level by LV4 (top chef), the host's sense of taste and smell... has been greatly improved."
LV4?
Qin Luo put away his mobile phone contentedly, then beckoned to the waiter behind him, and said, "Give me a glass of white water, and give me a knife and fork."
White water?
The waiter was stunned. Immediately, he reacted. The person in front of him who looked like a high school student wanted to decrypt the recipe like many famous chefs.
But how old is he? It seems that he is definitely not more than twenty years old, and it is impossible to think about it.
"Wait a minute."
"Damn, Qin Luo, you can't really play it, do you?" Everyone was dumbfounded as the waiter left.
They thought that Qin Luo was just playing, but never thought that he was actually playing.
This is really to taste delicious food!
"Have you seen me tell lies?"
Thinking about it, it seems that there is really no.
However, this is not the same as the exam. You can use your talent to work harder to complete the leap from a scumbag to a master in a short time.
But this is cooking, an art that pays attention to experience, even if you are a genius, can you compare to those chefs who have been immersed in the cooking for decades?
Even if they didn't decrypt it, Qin Luo and Qin Luo might figure it out.
"Boss, if you really understand it, I will hand you tea every day."
"I will help you pass cigarettes..."
"I will polish your shoes..."
"..."
"First, uh...Little classmate, the knife, fork and white water you want."
Soon the waiter came over with a complete set of "equipment."
Originally, he wanted to be called the husband, but looking at Qin Luo's immature face, he swallowed it raw when he reached his lips.
Classmates should be classmates, why add a small one?
However, Qin Luo smiled and said "thank you"
"..." Everyone was speechless again.
"Chairman Feng, what a coincidence, are you also eating here?"
Suddenly, a hearty voice came from behind everyone, and everyone turned their heads to see Song Qiaodong and his party slowly walking over.
Those who should have come did not come, but those who shouldn't have come, Feng Huadong's face darkened.
"Haha, what a coincidence." Feng Huadong sneered.
Listening to Feng Huadong's unkindness, Song Qiaodong's face remained as usual, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
His gaze swept across everyone, and finally stopped on Qin Luo's body, to be precise, on the set of equipment in front of him.
White water, knives and forks, smooth dinner plates...
As a native of Yanjing who works in China, he naturally knows the meaning of this set of tools.
He wanted to taste Sixi Meatballs!
When he thought of this, a smile hung over his mouth.
"Classmate, who are you?"
"It's what you think in your heart." Qin Luo responded coldly.
"Uh……"
Song Qiaodong only felt that his eyes were dark, almost choked by Qin Luo...
Wouldn't this guy speak well?
"can you speak?"
"Shut up if you can't speak!"
Seeing that his teacher was assaulted, the students behind Song Qiaodong suddenly rioted.
You say a word to me, and go straight to Qin Luo.
In this regard, Qin Luo just smiled faintly, not caring at all.
"Hmph, I really want to see what you can do." Waved his hand, Song Qiaodong gave a cold snort, found a place not far from Qin Luo and sat down, staring at him with a pair of eyes.